she's the girl that didn't get picked. and she says, "he's rubbing off on me. i'm almost asleep." i was sad for a moment, but then i realized it's happened to me too, so i started to feel not-so-sad.

the baby [not my baby] had a rude awakening this afternoon. while sleeping, she rolled out of the chair she was resting on, and onto the floor with a loud thud.

love has not been made here in a while.